Chapter 82

"Start the car." Suddenly, Robert's frosty voice resonated in the air, leaving no room for doubt. "But, Madam..." Jacob faltered, a hint of hesitation crossing his face. Robert diverted his gaze, his stunning features as frigid as an ice sculpture. "Just drive forward—crash into it." ... Eleanor's wrist remained in Patrick's grasp. "I just... want to know..." A rare trace of confusion flickered in the man's deep eyes. He wanted to know why Eleanor appeared in his dreams, why the dreams felt so real as if they were his own experiences... Eleanor silently stared at the man before her. Suddenly, she remembered— In fact, she did meet Patrick before... Twelve years ago, when she was seven, she was rescued by Patrick at Saint Banquet Resort. In her last life, driven by gratitude for his life-saving favor, she loved Patrick impulsively and selflessly, loving a man who didn't have a place for her in his heart. In this life, she would not repeat the same mistake. However, she would always remem